this is pretty much how i feel( and look, also, in a way) when i look at the pictures (refuse to call them photos) that come out of my little snapshot coolpix. bought with doubts, and big fears in terms of image quality, i am once more not disappointed by my negative presentiment. not only is it impossible to produce images that are at least a bit sharp, but now the apparatus is broken. not working. after several months of rare usage. i feel some big arm muscles coming my way, from dragging my big one with me, again, in the future. enough of colournoise (aaaaahhhhh), anger and crap.